Ver, Oír Y Callar

Not us sitting in the studio
Mikel and I grab a paper and a pen
And let everything flow
This is what comes from our hearts
From our souls, I don't know, it's our music

And if they thought we were going to be silent, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't hear me, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't see it
Everyone says: yeah, yeah, yeah!

And if they thought we were going to be silent, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't hear me, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't see it
Everyone says: yeeeeeeeeoh!

There's no bar in Pamplona where I haven't been kicked out
I lost my virginity at 15 and still haven't found it
Please take me home if you see me lying around
Clutching any bar, looking pathetic, half-sweating

There's nothing to admire here, rhyming is the job
I see the industry and feel like sending everything to hell
They bless and curse the mother who brought me
The goal is the beginning, the peak the lowest place

And I've accepted that I too am a slave of the system
But this record makes my chains weigh much less
And it makes me not forget when I was a child and dreamed of
Creating impossible structures like Calatrava

And look at me, kicking the asses of losers
A simple neighborhood electrician becoming famous
And that pisses them off, it hurts them to think
That they could have been the ones in my place

You're facing a bastard who has played on three out of five continents
I was drugged from 15 to 20
Poor in my pockets, millionaire in my mind
An urban poet talking about what's in front

And I don't fight for my homeland, I don't kiss your flag
I don't give a damn what any fascist out there thinks of me
Always looking up, climbing like ivy
I live stumbling, I have chosen the path of stones

And if they thought we were going to be silent, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't hear me, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't see it
Everyone says: yeah, yeah, yeah!

And if they thought we were going to be silent, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't hear me, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't see it
Everyone says: yeeeeeeeeoh!

And I came into the world in working class flight and without a crown
I could be anywhere in the world and it was in Pamplona
The third of 4, from an ordinary family
From the sweat of the brow, that's how it's managed.

But I never lacked a plate of food on the table
Or a book to study from which to know if it interests me
I committed myself to the reality that impacts
And in music and the street, I was always self-taught

And almost without looking I said goodbye to high school
My ignorance's fault, I didn't value every minute
Phrases run through my body as if it were a tattoo
They say the road is long but you do it alone

And if you combine restlessness with the flame that ignites
Thank me for my effort with hands raised
Recording from home, there in the miraculous
With a microphone of very poor quality
Because there was no money for anything else

And here it brought me, and brought peace and moments of chaos
It brought me to you who are listening to me and brought Pekaos
And to all those who did for me and I never saw their face
To my family, my friends, to Ainara

And half a life linked to the Txan
It's for fighting, it's for earning bread
And to eat you have to plan
By A or B but in some way you've seen me grow
After all, I keep doing the same as yesterday

And if they thought we were going to be silent, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't hear me, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't see it
Everyone says: yeah, yeah, yeah!

And if they thought we were going to be silent, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't hear me, I don't think so
And if they thought they wouldn't see it
Everyone says: yeeeeeeeeoh!

See, hear, shut up!
See, hear, shut up!
See, hear, shut up!
See, hear, shut up!